
These last few months have been killing me. Her lack of empathy for those that do not suit her needs is disturbing.
A pain afflicted straight to the very core of your being. I’m human so I vascillate through emotional extremes for I care too much.
I walked away, I had to, I didn’t have a choice.
I never hated you. I hated the situation. I hated that I couldn’t offer you want you needed and so desperately craved. Knowing you needed a constant change of scenery and versatility was hurtful to say the least.
I struggled many mornings to rise. I struggled many nights to sleep. The silence was unbearable. The silence still resonates.
You were “home” to me, though I failed repeatedly to show it. You were my “safe” zone. I felt safe with you.
I am still reminded of you occasionally during my daily routine. I stop briefly to reminisce, though each time I am remembering less of you, of us.
I guess it’s all meant to be. We were just passing by and perhaps the universe neglected her duties. We were stuck in time then I fell into the black hole. Someday I will land. I hope to land at your feet.